There鈥檚 a quiet strength in moments of pure ease, isn't there? Like opening a window just a crack, hoping a certain kind of light finds its way in, or maybe a kindred spirit catches the breeze. Feeling pretty in swimwear
There鈥檚 a quiet strength in moments of pure ease, isn't there? Like opening a window just a crack, hoping a certain kind of light finds its way in, or maybe a kindred spirit catches the breeze. 馃槍鉁‵eeling pretty in swimwear
